"Ah, Lao Li, did you pay attention to what Su Rui said?"
Lao Wang sat next to Zi Yang's bed, wearing a pair of beach pants, with Erlang's legs up and down, chatting with Zi Yang in a shake.
"What are you talking about?" Zi Yang rolled his eyelids and said weakly.
"Xiaosu said, Brother Xiaosha often goes there to drink coffee..." As if afraid that Zi Yang's ears would not work well, Lao Wang deliberately stretched his tone when he said the word "often".
"Of course I noticed, and I need you to say it!" Zi Yang rolled over impatiently. I had insomnia last night, and I almost didn't sleep all night, thinking about things in a mess.
How could he not understand the meaning of this sentence
With such a high level of consumption in the coffee shop, ordinary young white-collar workers may not be able to spend there every day, but a student of this handsome brother often goes-running so far is definitely not just for coffee, Sima Zhao's heart can even be seen by Lao Wang How could Zi Yang not know when he came out.
As if Zi Yang wasn't annoying enough, Pharaoh shook his head and said to himself: "A cup of coffee costs tens of dollars, and a biscuit costs more than a dozen dollars. This guy is really spending money to make a horse!"
How could Zi Yang fail to see that Xiao Shao was interesting to Su Rui, but what could he do? People have a lot of wealth in their family, they are stylish and handsome, and they are poor and poor from a rural village. How can they compare with others
After the last Loulan expedition, Zi Yang and Xiao Shao had nothing to do with each other. When we met this time, I felt that Xiao Shao was more chic than the last time. The change was almost completely reborn. Whether it was personal image or dress, it was advancing with the times. (Of course, that was before they got fattened by them.)
In contrast, Li Ziyang is still very poor, and his quality of life has not improved, but has dropped a lot. I don’t dare to eat too much for three meals a day. The money in my pocket is less than 100 yuan all year round. The whole body is full of bargains from the roadside stalls. Add up to no one’s worth of a bag. What can I compete with others? !
In order to get rid of these annoying things in his mind, Zi Yang deliberately changed the subject and said: "What happened after you sent Xiaoli back to school yesterday? You came back so late! Have you spoiled others? Why didn't you stay overnight?"
Lao Wang was here for a long time, and finally waited until Zi Yang asked about yesterday's affairs, and said triumphantly: "Hey hey, I won't tell you!"
After all, he got up and walked away, leaving Zi Yang with a dazed look.
Seeing Lao Wang sitting in the living room humming a little song, Zi Yang shook his head. He didn't want to wonder about Lao Wang's love affairs. Seeing the time, it's almost time to go to home tutoring.
This job was arranged for him by the tutoring company. The child who needs tutoring has just finished his third year of high school and will be admitted to college next year.
At the beginning, Zi Yang felt that he was incapable of such a difficult job. After two years of university, he basically didn’t learn anything, didn’t do anything, didn’t say anything about academic progress, and he had forgotten what he did in high school a long time ago. Empty.
The first time I went to class at the other party's house was also very impressive. After the two parents welcomed him in, they stood by and watched, obviously not at ease with him.
On the first day of the new teacher’s class, parents always have to inspect the goods. The test for Zi Yang is an examination paper. The above several wrong questions are painted with red huge crosses. Zi Yang’s teaching career is also from these few questions. Start with a cross.
Zi Yang bit his scalp and took the test paper, "Well, let's take a look at what is said in the title of this question..." Just like this while reading the question and explaining it—hey, don't say it, it's getting better and better. The knowledge that has long been forgotten has come back miraculously.
The kung fu of a year of hard study in high school was not in vain, and finally came in handy.
After the two-hour course was over, Zi Yang held 40 yuan and embarked on his way home with emotion.
"I didn't expect me to be so good!"
In fact, Zi Yang hasn't always been as shameless as he is now. In high school, he was also a master. At that time, he was known as the little prince of mathematics, physics and chemistry. He had no unsolvable exercises in front of him. No matter how difficult or complicated the problem was, he was in his hands. They can all be solved easily, and it's enjoyable to watch him do the problem like solving a cow by Ding Ding.
In retrospect, when he was in high school, Zi Yang’s life knowledge was the pinnacle. At that time, he learned astronomy to calculate planetary orbits, and he used geography to draw ocean currents and monsoons. The chemical periodic table was reversed, and the three hundred Tang poems were catchy. Be able to do trigonometric functions and solve multi-order equations of higher elements. Know the difference between either and her, and understand the meaning of Newton’s three laws of motion...
The knowledge that Zi Yanggao mastered at a time has reached the level of admission to a university, but later he didn't think about making progress, and his self-control was too weak. The next two years were deteriorating and gradually degraded.
He was in a key high school at that time, and the school’s teaching methods were “abnormal” in the city. By the time of the first year of high school, the teacher had already completed all three years of high school courses. The next two years, one year for review , One year for exams.
The essence of this kind of duck-filling education is "practice makes perfect"-it is to enrich your problem-solving skills with the tactics of the mountains and the seas. At that time, the books and papers on each student's desk were several feet high, and the books were turned over. The darker and worse, it means that the student has worked harder.
After one year of questioning tactics, the remaining year is an exam battle, with mock exams, quizzes, big exams, joint exams... The college entrance examination papers of the previous ten years are just appetizers, and all provinces, cities, and regions themselves Real questions, mock papers... The more distorted and perverted the questions are, the more popular they are by teachers... At that time, there was basically a three-day quiz, seven-day one-big exam, class exam, grade exam... mid-term and end-of-term, and city-wide unified exams.
The intensity of learning in this environment is very exaggerated, and it can destroy a person's will. Get up at 6 in the morning, turn off the lights at 9 in the evening, morning self-study plus late self-study plus regular class, 13 classes a day, except for eating and shit is sleeping exam...
At that time, their head teacher said that when entering this high school, one foot has already entered the university. In the university, maintaining this kind of study intensity, taking a master's and doctoral degree is the same as having fun...
It’s just that Zi Yang quickly realized the frustration of this matter-national enrollment is a quota system, a province’s enrollment quota is fixed, your efforts are not to improve your own knowledge-just to put others Just squeeze it down.
In other words, your deskmate may be a stumbling block to your future education.
How ruthless, these adolescent students have already experienced the cruelty of competition.
Under such a background, Zi Yang only studied seriously for one year, and basically spent the next two years in Hu Hun, but because of the solid foundation, his skill has not completely degraded.
After the first successful demonstration, Zi Yang gained the trust of his parents, and every time he went there, he was directly welcomed into the child's small bookstore and then quietly exited, no longer staying around to monitor.
"... The XXX station is here. Passengers who arrive at the station, please get off."
The sound of the bus stop announcement sounded, and Zi Yang, who was still dozing off, suddenly opened his eyes. This student lived in a rather bad manner. Every time he came to the tutor, he had to take the bus for one to two hours.
It stands to reason that today should be the last class of this semester, I don’t know if there will be a "bonus" or something.
Zi Yang believes that this semester teaches conscientiously, and he has to do his best. With his ingenuity and excellent eloquence, he can say that even a piece of wood can bloom, and he can get into the top ten of the grade no matter what. Right
The bald middle-aged uncle opened the door to him with a smile on his face: "Little Li is here? Come in, the child happens to have a few questions that he can't do..."
Zi Yang put on his slippers and asked politely: "Is the exam results all out? How are the scores?"
"Very good, a lot better than last semester!" The parents highly affirmed Zi Yang's teaching.
The student was very shy and showed him the transcript in his hand. Zi Yang glanced, frowned inadvertently, this score was still far from his own expectations.
Although this student is quite obedient, he looks dull, thin and weak, with a stunted appearance.
Zi Yang was going to take a look at the test paper, several wrong questions were crossed out, very eye-catching, "Aren't these a few questions just taught last time?"
The child scratched his head and did not speak.
Zi Yang patiently explained to him: "You see, this kind of question actually has a routine, we have to draw inferences from one another, and understand it... You have to pay attention, what I teach you is not the solution of a problem, but the understanding of this type. The idea of the question...
Let's read the question first-remember that every information and number given in the question is useful and will definitely be used in the process of solving the problem. What we do is extract the information. Then use the formulas we learned to link them together... If any knowledge is not strong, we will look back and think about it again, so that the same mistake will not be made again in the future..."
After talking dryly for two hours, the child nodded frequently and continued to solve the problem. Zi Yang could not help but sigh, seeing how hard he was, that this child was not born for learning. A cow can do the problem too. If I had this seriousness back then, Tsinghua University and Peking University would not be a problem...
Unlike many classmates who have been a tutor, Zi Yang is doing his best to teach others well. Sometimes he can’t wait to grasp his heavenly spirit cover like an ancient master’s teaching, and pour all his skills into it. In his mind. It's a pity that I met Yumu's head, and I couldn't use it.
Looking at the watch, Zi Yang let out a long sigh of relief, no matter what, he has done his best, and then it depends on his own good fortune.
Go to the living room to greet the parents (for money), "Uncle, the time is up, I'm going back."
The parent who was watching TV in the living room hurriedly got up, holding 40 yuan in his hand and handing it to Zi Yang.
"It's over? Teacher, we see that your teaching is very good, and the children's grades are also improving very quickly. If we want to continue to invite you next semester, we don't need to go through an intermediary and just come to class directly? The province will deduct me. One time money..."
Squeezing the forty yuan in his hand, Zi Yang was a little disappointed, "Okay, I'll go back and think about it." Looking at the bunch of bananas and apples on the coffee table, Zi Yang licked his dry lips, feeling more and more The more it is not a taste.
Every time he comes to class, the middle-aged person is very enthusiastic, but he never asks him to eat some fruit or something, and often he doesn’t even bother to pour him a glass of water.
Zi Yang felt so humiliated, I was so dedicated, you didn't even say a polite remark. There is no respect for this at least, and you want me to come again? The last time I came to class, it would take 2 hours to go back and forth, just for your money
I secretly made up my mind that I won't do this job after I go back, earning money for selling cabbage, and worrying about selling white powder, people are not grateful at all, why bother.
After standing on the bus for more than an hour, when I returned home, I felt exhausted. Watching Lao Wang sitting on the sofa with anger, he looked very different from the way he was dancing in the morning.
"What's the matter? Putting this stinky face is like someone who owes you 40 yuan!"
"I quarreled, the boxing gym expelled me!" Lao Wang said muffledly.
"What's the matter again?"
"Fart, they deliberately find me fault! When I was a sparring partner today, a coach didn’t know what shit he ate, his mouth smelled so bad, he deliberately asked me for something, and said that my posture was not standard, and that I was a good character. Can't stop it... I pushed him a few words, and he actually scolded me, saying that I was here for a meal! He also said that Lao Tzu is not worthy to be a sparring partner!"
Lao Wang got more and more angry, squeezing his fists and walking around the room, like an angry bull.
"Fuck, isn't this smashing the rice bowl in person? Can you bear this kind of thing?" Zi Yang sat on the sofa and poured a large glass of cold water.
"Of course I can't bear it anymore. I said at the time that I didn't agree with heads-up. If you could do it, don't beep. The guy relied on his size and didn't put Lao Tzu in his eyes. He also said that he would break my leg. Laozi punched the ground with three fists and two feet, looking for teeth. If it weren't for the other people next to him, I would have to beat him to beg for mercy!"
"That's fine, why did you get fired?"
"Oh, this is what I am most angry about! After B was beaten by me, he even went to the curator to complain, saying that I had used a trick, and said that I was saying bad things about the curator behind my back... Isn't this the fucking bad guy first suing the curator? I haven't even seen the curator noodles a few times, but he often said that the curator is too good...The curator heard what he said and told me on the spot that you have been fired and don't come to be a sparring partner anymore. !"
"Your curator is also a fool, just listen to him fooling around?" Zi Yang also became more and more angry.
Lao Wang sighed again: "Is there any way? He is an honorary coach hired by the boxing gym. He has won awards in official provincial and municipal competitions. The boxing gym relies on him to attract students. If people know that I am not alone. The sparring partner from the source is beaten like this, who is so special to ask him to teach punching."
"The coach who was beaten by me even threatened me that I will not be allowed to mention this outside in the future, otherwise I can't eat it!"
"What do you want! Do you have a fart! Has the money been settled for you this month?" Zi Yang was also filled with righteous indignation, but he was more concerned about Pharaoh's remuneration. Pharaoh and their sparring were monthly knots. The family also pointed to his money to open the pot.
"No! Said it was a lesson for me, and also said that if I am not convinced, in the future, don't want to find something to do in other boxing gyms in the city."
"Grass! Too much deceiving! Xiao Hei stop playing games and get up!" Zi Yang stood up furiously.
"Why are you going?" Seeing Zi Yang reacted so strongly, as if he was even more angry than him, Lao Wang was taken aback.
"Find that guy to settle the account! Don't do human affairs, damn it! I'm going to do things for the sky!" Zi Yang was already suffocated today.
Lao Wang immediately got excited when he heard that he was about to fight, rubbing his fists and saying with bright eyes, "Bring a snakeskin bag!"
"Bring a furry snakeskin bag and fuck him in person!"